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Behold! Kneel before the Empire raised From your Foundry placed Kingdoms on your Dive Of Knights, Regents, Bishops and Orbs so Braised As Sultans by Carriage offer does Live So this Life you Wish coat with such Affairs Expect your Honest Gratitudes approve Yet the Nose - High to Un-Reachable Songs - spares Merely Tiny Tidbits of your own Love Not Ring, nor Dance, nor any Bed Post-Date Would these Petitions their Good Voices own Which - by Reason - your Happiness debate Lift their Forked Lives re-phrased on your Bestow. Including I - the Heretic in Full Prostrate before this Emperor in Soul.
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May 20, 2013
May 20, 2013 at 2:59 AM UTC
SONNET TRIBUTE SUNDRY - TWO HUNDRED AND NINETEEN - TOM DALEY
Behold! Kneel before the Empire raised From your Foundry placed Kingdoms on your Dive Of Knights, Regents, Bishops and Orbs so Braised As Sultans by Carriage offer does Live So this Life you Wish coat with such Affairs Expect your Honest Gratitudes approve Yet the Nose - High to Un-Reachable Songs - spares Merely Tiny Tidbits of your own Love Not Ring, nor Dance, nor any Bed Post-Date Would these Petitions their Good Voices own Which - by Reason - your Happiness debate Lift their Forked Lives re-phrased on your Bestow. Including I - the Heretic in Full Prostrate before this Emperor in Soul.
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May 20, 2013 at 2:59 AM UTC
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